Ding, your little fool is online

Hong Kong City University is located in a small coastal town in the south. The town is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Even in hot summer, the temperature is not high, and the remaining three seasons are like spring. The pleasant climate has attracted many tourists.

Yuan Xing was also attracted by the phrase "Facing the sea, spring blossoms" in the admission brochure.He is very afraid of the cold, but his bones hurt from the cold every winter at home, so when choosing his volunteers, he chose the southern coastal cities as his first choice.

Although it is just an ordinary book, not 211 or 985, Yuan Xing is already very satisfied.

In the summer of [-], he planned everything.

Do a good job at school, and go to work along with it, and the money from the part-time job is secretly sent to my mother.If I have more money in the future, I will buy a train ticket for my mother, take her to the beach to have a look, and pick up the most beautiful shells for her.

In the end, I stayed in that warm city for work, smelling the fragrance of flowers and listening to the waves.

However, since the rainstorm that caused him to have a fever, he has never touched warmth again.

Yuan Xing stared at the word "Hong Kong City University" on the photo a little bewilderedly, as if he was having an unfinished dream.He stretched out his hands and stood on tiptoes, trying to get closer to those four words.

With a "click", Wang Yuyang took off the photo frame, reached out to wipe the dust on the glass, and then handed it to Yuan Xing.

Yuan Xing stretched out his hands nervously to take the photo frame.

Hong Kong City University is engraved on a huge stone, painted with red paint, and a group of people in academic uniforms surround her.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

Wang Yuyang looked at his slightly trembling hands, then looked at the four characters "school gate" on the photo, and lowered his eyes to think for a while.

Looking at those four words, Yuan Xing sighed softly with mixed feelings in his heart.

A slight sigh reached Wang Yuyang's ears, and he hurriedly blew his rainbow fart: "Hong Kong City University is the best and most powerful university in the world! No 211985 double first-class university can compare to the university that our Xiao Yuanxing got into! Hong Kong City University called!"

Yuan Xing listened half-understood, and at the end, he burst out laughing with a "puchi".

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Happy, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

"It means that our Xiaoyuanxing is very powerful." Wang Jianyang straightened his neck and continued to explain blindly, but it is true that Xiaoyuanxing is very powerful.

"Ken, definitely not." Yuan Xing continued rubbing his eyes, "You must be lying to me."

There was a lot of dust on the side of the photo frame, Wang Yuyang was afraid that he would rub the dust into his eyes and get infected, so he stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Yuan Xing."

Yuan Xing heard the sound, looked up at Wang Yuyang, his eyes were slightly red, he didn't know if it was rubbed by himself or because his heart was touched.

"Do you want to take a look at Hong Kong City University?"

Little Xingxing's eyes suddenly lit up.

It was evening when we arrived at the port city, and there were planes dragging their tails one after another over the airport, which were illuminated into bright gold by the setting sun.

Unlike Beijing, which is scorching hot and hot, as soon as you get off the plane, the moist and cool water vapor in the air rushes towards your face, with the smell of the sea and green mountains, just like the admissions brochure says, like a pleasant spring.

Yuan Xing, who was flying for the first time, was a little airsick, and now he was sitting in the airport lobby holding a bottle of water, lying on Wang Yuyang's body, so dizzy that he couldn't find his way.

"Are you okay?" Wang Yuyang asked with concern, holding a plastic bag in his hand, always ready.

Yuan Xing whimpered a few times from his throat, but Wang Qianyang didn't understand what he said.

"That's fine." Wang Yuyang brushed his sweat-drenched forehead hair away, so that he could let him blow dry to see if it would feel better. "Just wait a little longer, and we'll go out when we recover."

Yuan Xing nodded.

After seeing Wu Xiaomao's graduation photo that night in Wu Xiaomao's office, Wang Jiyang booked the plane ticket for the next day, packed his things overnight, and bothered Wu Xiaomao asking questions.After asking for leave the next day, I went straight to the airport. I stepped on the land of Hong Kong City for a few hours, breathing the fresh air of Hong Kong City.

Left and Right Yuan Hongming is a ticking time bomb. Soldiers come to cover up water and soil. Before the time comes, it is better to have a better life. It is not good to be always worried.

By the way, I also help Yuan Xing relax, and there may be some unexpected gains during this trip.

The hotel Wang Yuyang booked is next to Hong Kong City University, this is the reliable information provided by Wu Xiaomao.Looking out from the windowsill on the [-]th floor, one can see the teaching building, the stadium, the clock tower and even the sea in the distance.

It was already dark when we arrived at the hotel. Originally, Wang Jianyang planned to take Yuan Xing to eat some local snacks in Hong Kong City tonight, and then went to Hong Kong City University for a stroll.However, Yuan Xing was a little uncomfortable because of airsickness, so he vomited out all the food he ate at noon, so Wang Yuyang had no choice but to take him to eat some light porridge.

"Go back and rest after eating." Wang Yuyang picked up a chopsticks of food for Yuan Xing, "I wanted to take you to school, but it seems that I'll forget it."

Yuan Xing became anxious when he heard it, and he didn't care about the porridge in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I, I have a thick waist."

"Your waist is not thick, but it is thin." Wang Yuyang teased, "Look at your performance, and I will take you there after eating obediently."

There were quite a few people sitting in the store, most of them looked like students, smiling vigorously, presumably they were students of Hong Kong City University.

"Tomorrow's school celebration, I hope to grab a front row in the auditorium."

"Come on, it's people like you who have to come back after graduation to compete with poor juniors and juniors."

"Life is the University of Hong Kong and death is the ghost of the University of Hong Kong."

"Come on, those who don't know think you are at the University of Hong Kong."

Yuan Xing listened carefully to what they said, turned to look at Wang Yuyang, and blinked.

Wang Yuyang knocked him on the head: "I'll take you there tomorrow, let's eat first."

Yuan Xing immediately bowed his head and started to eat with a sigh of relief.

Although he did not study at Hong Kong City University, he always felt honored when he heard them talk about the school celebration.

The two really had a good time.

After eating, Wang Yuyang took Yuan Xing to the stadium of Hong Kong City University.

It's the end of June, and logically speaking, the students have already had their summer vacation, but there are still many students walking on the track. Presumably, they are here for the school celebration or staying in school for the summer, so Wang Yuyang, a social person, walks in it Not obtrusive either.

There is an artificial lake on the other side of the stadium, and the night wind brings humid air, which makes it cool on the body.

Yuan Xing looked around curiously while rubbing his arms, at the red plastic track, at the running people and rope skippers beside him.This kind of life is very far away from him, so he finds it novel.

Wang Yuyang looked down at Yuan Xing who was twisting and turning in joy, and his eyes were also slightly bent.

In the end, the two of them didn't stay in the stadium for too long. After all, there were too many mosquitoes in the summer night. Yuanxing's arm had already been bitten by mosquitoes, and even his face suffered.

"Go back." Wang Yuyang reached out and poked the mosquito bag on Yuan Xing's face, "Mistake, I should wipe some mosquito repellent for you when you come out."

But Yuan Xing obviously didn't want to go back yet, he stood on the runway unsatisfied, and muttered softly: "I don't want to go back yet."

Wang Yuyang suddenly softened his heart, and spread his hands helplessly: "Then walk two more laps, and you must go back after two laps."

Yuan Xing, who got permission, immediately jumped on the spot, like a little rabbit.

Seeing his happy appearance, Wang Jianyang felt that it was the right choice to bring Yuan Xing to Hong Kong City University this time.

After returning to the hotel, Yuan Xing scratched his face and said, "Itchy..."

"Now you know it's itchy? Why didn't you feel it just now?" Wang Yuyang pulled out the grass ointment and helped him apply it. "I also stretched out my arm to apply it for you."

The green grass ointment was applied on the skin, and it melted away in a cool way.

It was still early, and the rebroadcast of the local evening news in Hong Kong was playing on the TV. Most of the grass ointment on Yuan Xing's arm had dried up, and Wang Yuyang was squatting on the ground to organize their suitcases.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips as he watched Wang Yuyang tidy up his things.

"Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing said.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wang Yuyang was still packing his things, and his head was not too big.

The next second, he was hugged from behind, with a pair of white hands tightly around his waist.

Yuan Xing put his cheek on Wang Yuyang's back, and called him softly, "Mr. Happy."

Without waiting for Wang Jianyang to ask what happened to that sentence, he said the second half of the sentence: "I, I am so happy."

Wang Yuyang patted the little hand around his waist, and said softly: "Walking around the playground made you so happy?"

The little head on the back rubbed vigorously again: "Happy."

"Just be happy, tomorrow will only be happier." Wang Jianyang said.

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded.

"But..." Yuan Xing changed his tone.

Wang Jianyang put down the things in his hands, turned around in doubt: "It's just..."

Without saying a word, his cheek was poked.

"Thank you, Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing pursed his lips, one second he was speaking tender and tender words, and the next second he was about to vomit, "Ouch, ooh..."

Wang Yuyang was still immersed in the joy and shock of being kissed by Xiao Xingxing, but he didn't expect Yuan Xing to change so quickly. He couldn't help but touched his face and asked, "Is my face disgusting? I vomit after kissing it?"

"No, it's not..." Yuan Xing spit crazily, "Mr. Happy, you have ointment on your face, no, it doesn't smell good."

Wang Qianyang looked down and saw that there was indeed a layer of green grass paste stuck to his fingertips. He couldn't help laughing, stretched out his long arms and pulled Yuan Xing into his arms, and they both fell to the ground.

"You, you." Wang Yuyang pinched Yuan Xing's nose, "Look at what you just said?"

Yuan Xing pouted his mouth and asked, "What, what did you say?"

Taking out a piece of paper, Wang Yuyang helped Yuan Xing wipe the grass ointment on the corner of his mouth: "You just said 'your Mr. Happy', think carefully about whose Mr. Happy it is?"

Yuan Xing really thought about it seriously. He often stuttered because he couldn't speak well. "De" was a mouth habit he often used at the end of sentences.So the sentence just now became "Thank you Mr. Happy".

"Have you figured it out yet?" Wang Jianyang asked while hugging him.

"Understood." Yuan Xing nodded solemnly, "Yes, my Mr. Happy."

"Oh, you're so good." Wang Yuyang took advantage of the opportunity to kiss him on the face as well, kissing her mouth full of green grass ointment, "It's evened now, after I finish packing, you can go take a shower and sleep, hear?"

Yuan Xing smiled, and wiped Wang Yuyang's mouth with the paper that he had wiped his mouth: "Okay."

Yuan Xing said he was hungry early the next morning, and Wang Jianyang thought that he would not vomit anymore, so he got up and took him to eat breakfast.

The hotel provides an early meal, but it is more meaningful for Wang Qianyang to take Yuan Xing to eat.

Before that, Wang Yuyang had already done his homework from Wu Xiaomao in advance, and learned that the canteen of Hong Kong City University supports non-campus card payment.In addition, the cafeteria has many and cheap dishes, and many surrounding residents also eat here.

Early is the special breakfast of Hong Kong City, which is also the most sold in the cafeteria. The noodle paste is served with deep-fried dough sticks.

But this morning changed from usual, in the past it was Yuan Xing waiting to eat, it was Yuan Xing who queued up to buy breakfast, and Wang Yuyang sat at the dining table waiting to open his mouth.

"Auntie." Yuan Xing tried his best to control his stuttering, and gently called the cafeteria auntie.

The aunt in the cafeteria wore a mask and couldn't see her expression clearly: "What do you want, classmate?"

Same, classmate!

Yuan Xing hadn't been called that by anyone for a long time, and at that time, a strange feeling rose in his heart, like an old friend who had been away for a long time was drunk, or like a Weaver Girl Cowherd meeting thousands of miles away.

In short, it made him feel very comfortable and warm in his heart.

The fritters were cut into pieces and placed on the plate. Yuan Xing carefully picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, scooped up another spoonful of noodle paste and ate it, his cheeks were bulging.

This should have been the food he had tasted for four years, but it was the first time he encountered it today.

"Eat slowly." Wang Yuyang also took a bite of the fritters, "Don't eat too fast and get diarrhea."

"No, I won't." Yuan Xing swallowed hard the food in his mouth, "I, I won't, this is mine, old friend."

"Old friend?"

After eating breakfast, Wang Yuyang took Yuan Xing around the campus.

Tonight is the reason for the school celebration. There are decorated flowers and banners everywhere on the campus, and the atmosphere of celebration is very strong.

The students were on vacation, and all the classrooms were empty, so Yuan Xing couldn't really experience the one of college life, which was a bit of a pity.

He leaned on the window on the first floor to look at the furnishings in the house, looked at the rows of tables and chairs, looked at the podium and the projector, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, revealing a small dimple, as if he was fantasizing that he was here The situation in class.

"Does Xiao Yuanxing still remember his major?" Wang Qianyang asked.

Yuan Xing thought for a while, and felt a little regretful: "It seems to be, teacher, teacher or something, I don't remember."

"Teacher?" Wang Jianyang asked tentatively.

"Yes!" Yuan Xing nodded immediately, "That's right, Teacher's."

At that time, he learned from his teacher that if he applied for the teacher major of Hong Kong City University, there would be no tuition fee, but he would obey the arrangement to go to a coastal town to teach for three years after graduation.

When Yuan Xing heard this, he did not charge tuition fees and paid for work, so he immediately declared his volunteering in advance with great joy.

The results are all later.

"It seems that Xiao Yuanxing will be able to help the children recover while teaching in the future." Wang Jianyang said with a smile, "Being both a teacher and a doctor is indeed my Xiao Yuanxing. It's amazing."

Yuan Xing smiled embarrassedly when he heard this.

He walked away from the glass and patted the dirt on his clothes: "Let's go, let's go and have a look elsewhere."

A large banner was drawn in front of the library, "Celebrating the Centennial of Hong Kong City University", and many people wearing academic uniforms were taking graduation photos.

The graduates actually left school in the middle of the month, but in order to catch up with the centennial celebration this time, I deliberately took this meaningful photo on this meaningful day.

Those who are about the same age as Yuan Xing are bathed in the sun, standing in the campus where they will love for the rest of their lives after four years of love, their smiles are brighter than the sun.

The tassels of their academic hats trembled in the air, and the hem and drape of their academic uniforms swayed in the wind, just like their classmates, young in their prime.

The wind blowing over the hem of his clothes was sent to Yuan Xing's hand. He reached out and shook it, but his palm was still empty, so he could only look enviously at the people taking pictures not far away.

Four years, and he should have been in it.

Wang Jianyang looked at the envy in Yuan Xing's eyes, and then looked up at the students over there. One of the girls was holding an extra set of bachelor's uniform in her arms, with a troubled expression on her face.

The hanging cloth is pink moiré, and Yuan Xing is a teacher major, which is just right.

"Wait, Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang said and walked forward, "Don't move yet."

Wang Yuyang went straight to the girl, asked her and explained why he came: "It's a pity that the child in my family didn't get into your school. Can I borrow your bachelor's uniform to take a photo? Return it after the photo."

As if she had met a savior, the girl hurriedly stuffed the bachelor's uniform and hat into Wang Yuyang's hands: "You can take pictures if you have nothing to do, and you don't have to return them to me after you finish taking pictures. Just return them to A103 on the first floor of the complex building."

"Thank you." Wang Yuyang smiled politely at the girl, and when he was about to turn around to look for Yuan Xing, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Can I ask what your major is?"

The girl looked back at her classmates, said with a smile, "We are the only one in the normal class."

Yuan Xing opened his eyes when he saw Wang Yiyang taking the bachelor's uniform, his eyes were bright and sharp.

Then when I learned that the group of peers were majoring in teachers, and there was only one class in the major of teachers, my eyes got wet, and I seemed to want to cry.

He pursed his lips, and tried his best to smile again.

"Are you happy?" Wang Yuyang put on the bachelor's uniform for him, and straightened the pink drape, "Xiao Yuan is lucky to be 'graduating'."

With sour eyes, Yuan Xing looked at the "classmates" who were already standing on the shelf ready to take pictures, and then hurriedly took the bachelor's hat and put it on his head.

"Mr. Happy, hurry up, hurry up." While adjusting the position of the bachelor's hat, he urged Wang Yuyang, "Take a photo, take a photo, help me."

Wang Jianyang understood what he meant in an instant, took out his camera and pointed it at Yuan Xing.

Yuan Xing, who was dressed in a bachelor's uniform, stood in front of the camera with slightly red eyes. Behind him were students who were also wearing a bachelor's uniform. They held their bachelor's caps in their hands and were ready to go to the sky.

"Get ready." Wang Yuyang focused the camera on Yuan Xing's face, "Smile, don't make a bitter face, be happy Yuan Xing, and take graduation photos."

Yuan Xing quickly wiped his eyes, grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "I, I'm ready!"

next second.

"Teacher's Class 1501! Graduation, graduation, la!"

The students behind him tossed their academic hats into the air one after another.

"Crack."

Wang Jianyang pressed the camera shutter.

At the same time, Yuan Xing smiled and made a scissors hand, and whispered his name softly.

"Yuan, Yuan Xing, also graduated."

The author has something to say: Yuan Yuanzhuan's big move ING is still in the plot, the little baby needs to accumulate courage to fight against the scum~

If Lao Wang and Uncle Rubbish helped him settle the matter, then baby Xing Xing would not be able to grow from it, and there would be no need to arrange this plot_(:з」∠)_ So please wait a little bit for our Xing Xing Xing

There is another thing I want to say, if there is any little angel who can't catch up, please leave quietly and don't let me know, don't make a special comment to tell me to abandon the article... It will be very sad to stay up late at night to see such comments.

Then Goo Goo turned into a zombie Goo Goo angrily ate all the disobedient little angels!